New Job?... :):)
BigPoppa99
;)Florida-hooking up with Ms. EveHartley, since 2010!
So on my latest rendezvous, I may have stumbled upon my calling..... It combines my love of the female body, clubs, and the love of money.
I strolled into the club feeling like a pimp. My pant's pocket bulging, not only from wood, but, also from Benjamin(s) that were screaming to get out!
All the girls surrounding me, a hundred kisses, and inappropriate grabs later, I settled in.
Sometime in all the frenzy I noticed this new chick. Very Attractive, Slim, with blonde dread locks, and a smile that said I like to have fun, come party with me.
I sat there, intrigued, and my interests wanting to get to know her better. So while she was dancing I made sure to tip her well enough to remember me. When she did get off stage, she made a B-line straight towards me.
We talked, and she had the same story as most of these other girls....
Fast forward; I barely remember this, but as we finishing up, I mentioned for her to go talk to this one guy, sitting by the back wall..... I guess because I was losing interest in her inane conversational skills.
After I sent her on her way to go hussle some more; my attention was thwarted and redirected to the pretty girl I was vying for earlier. As the game of ass, and junk grab continued I forgot about the girl who I had sent away.
I was about to prepare for my second set of dances when all of a sudden this guy comes up to me and hands me $30 cash!
I was dumbfounded. I look at him with a perplexed smile on my face, "thanks?"
He went on to introduce himself, and proceeded to thank me, repeatedly.
Almost afraid of asking, for fear that he would come to his senses, "Oookaay, for what though?" He went on to say it was for sending that one chick his way. And that the girl told him I mentioned from her to go over to talk to him.
For a brief moment, I considered a career path of a pimp...... I imagined walking in a fur coat with a top hat and a cane. Gold necklaces draping my body. My fingers covered in gold rings-
Green is for the money. And Gold is for the Honey's.
After the short lived fantasy, I did what any red blooded American male would do with his new found wealth.....
I spent it on some chick for extras' !! :):)
I strolled into the club feeling like a pimp. My pant's pocket bulging, not only from wood, but, also from Benjamin(s) that were screaming to get out!
All the girls surrounding me, a hundred kisses, and inappropriate grabs later, I settled in.
Sometime in all the frenzy I noticed this new chick. Very Attractive, Slim, with blonde dread locks, and a smile that said I like to have fun, come party with me.
I sat there, intrigued, and my interests wanting to get to know her better. So while she was dancing I made sure to tip her well enough to remember me. When she did get off stage, she made a B-line straight towards me.
We talked, and she had the same story as most of these other girls....
Fast forward; I barely remember this, but as we finishing up, I mentioned for her to go talk to this one guy, sitting by the back wall..... I guess because I was losing interest in her inane conversational skills.
After I sent her on her way to go hussle some more; my attention was thwarted and redirected to the pretty girl I was vying for earlier. As the game of ass, and junk grab continued I forgot about the girl who I had sent away.
I was about to prepare for my second set of dances when all of a sudden this guy comes up to me and hands me $30 cash!
I was dumbfounded. I look at him with a perplexed smile on my face, "thanks?"
He went on to introduce himself, and proceeded to thank me, repeatedly.
Almost afraid of asking, for fear that he would come to his senses, "Oookaay, for what though?" He went on to say it was for sending that one chick his way. And that the girl told him I mentioned from her to go over to talk to him.
For a brief moment, I considered a career path of a pimp...... I imagined walking in a fur coat with a top hat and a cane. Gold necklaces draping my body. My fingers covered in gold rings-
Green is for the money. And Gold is for the Honey's.
After the short lived fantasy, I did what any red blooded American male would do with his new found wealth.....
I spent it on some chick for extras' !! :):)
7 comments
And “pimp” is an ugly word; you can be her “agent”.
I think dressing the part would get you further than your negotiation skills alone.
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Brilliant! I need on of those!